This is a song about "Left"

His ego left bloated

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Never to the left i go

Wale dc said we on joe

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Well, that's what you are

I left for one summer,

Left her outta the limelight

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

All the people you left behind.

Got an independent business mind

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Promises that had us left assured

Your family is left wondering why

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high